Support (Poem)

Lately I been feeling some type of way

I sometimes feel like I need some space

But I continue to see through with god’s grace

But some people has been making me feel like a disgrace

Sometimes I wish that I could replace them

But I need them

They are the ones that made me

They fed me

Took care of me

They made sure that I could breathe today

And I thank them so greatly

But I can’t stand them on a daily

I sometimes wish they would love me like they use to

I remember when I was a kid and I use to write about them

That was way back when I use to wear crocs

Sitting in my room watching the rock

They use to read my stuff and jump for joy like a frog

Now they keep me on lockdown like a bad dog

I had to become the underdog

Writing was nonstop

When I picked up the pen I just couldn’t stop

I sometimes wish I could go back to that time

But I can’t think about the past I need to grind

I feel like it’s my time

My time to shine

But no support leaves me down

No matter how much I pound

I just can’t knock down the door

I just want to come back to your hearts

I want you to listen to me pop like a pop tart

Listen to my form of art

I’m just throwing my shot like I’m playing with darts

I just want the support

I have been shun like I’m a dork

I just want you to hold me like food on a fork

They have been pushing me away like a Muslim and pork

They only around when I’m playing sports

I just want to be explosive like some fireworks

I want you to listen to my words

I just simply want the support


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Under (Spoken Word)

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About to go under

Listen I never been punctured by a knife

Only voices that spoke volumes inside

Never been physically stabbed but I got scars in my soul

That took a toll On me

It finally made me try and heal to feel whole

No matter what I tried I never healed correctly like my arm

Thoughts used to run wild so much I thought about being armed

A little voice told me to just be calm

See the thing about being verbally abused is it doesn’t really hurt until you hear the same stuff from your pops and mom

The same stuff that you can’t control is what enemies tend to use against you

My only advice is to always be confident in yourself

Without a insecurity they don’t have leverage

Now I’m not doing this cause I’m desperate

I’m doing this to get rid of my insecurity

And finally feel like the man again

I have been verbally beaten for 8 years

I have shed millions of tears

Just looking for a cure

I found one

If it wasn’t meant to be

He wouldn’t have let me get to this point

It’s almost time to go

So I’ll see y’all on the other side